Witches of Regnum

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𝕿he girls made their way to the royal dining room. On the way there, they chatted with their newest guest princess Azura, a bit shocking to them that she was a great conversationalist. The rest of the girls, Amber, Luna, Sage and Talia following close behind chipping into the conversation. The blue haired witch still remained quiet.

The dining room was large and spacious, with paintings of mysterious yet regal looking past leaders on the walls, and a perfect view of the dimly lit royal rose garden through the tall goth like windows. There was a long rectangular wooden table in the middle of the room, with light red table sheets, candles, and little rose-like crystals as decorations. Ofcourse, golden plates and cutlery along with wine glasses were assigned to all fourteen seats at the table. - six at each sides and one at either ends-

"Here have a seat besides me" Doa says pointing at a chair by the corner of the table. Azura's dark lilac orbs met with the wooden seat as she smiled to Doa in gratitude. The memory of the dinner she had with her family before the argument with her mother flashed in her memories.

"Are you alright Azura?" Indra asks noticing the dark princess simply staring at the chair. Her thoughts were quickly distracted by the water witch's voice as she looked up at her.

"Ah yes sorry, I just remembered something no worries" she explains taking a seat.

"Are you sur-"

"Leave her alone Indra she's had a long trip and hasn't eaten anything yet" Doa pouts laying a hand on Azura's shoulder.

"Yes but I just wanted to make sure" Indra says sending glares at Doa as she sat down.

"I appreciate your kindness Princess Doa but I'm okay" Azura says reassuringly. Before Indra could reply the doors open as the families of the royals arrived.

"The Royal Families" the royal announcer says as they walk in. As their eyes met with their newest guests they look a bit tensed but smile anyways.

The girls smiled at them as they stepped in greeting the dark witches. Arpina notices a certain someone was not amongst them.

"Mother, where is father?" Arpina whispers to her mother. Queen Cyra smiles nervously but her eyes look a bit sad. "Your father can't make it today, but don't worry he's sent your brother in his presence" she replies quietly.

"Aiden coming? I thought he and father were having another one of their arguments" Arpina pondered.

"Well you know the men in this family and their little mood swings" Cyra jokes.

Suddenly the doors open once again, letting a fleet of white uniformed servants with plates and trays in hand file in.

Chef Octavio, the head cheff of the Cyrus royal kitchen steps in nervously, trying his best not to make eye contact with any of the dark witches looking back at him.

The stories of the war really dug deep into the people of the presence, so much so they didn't even want to talk about dark witches much less be in the same room as them.

He shifts uncomfortably, clearing his throat before beginning.

"Your Highnesses and Majesties.." he bows nervously. "..I am chef Octavio Manson, head cheff of the Royal kitchen, and I have made sure to Create exceptional dishes for the royal family... and our um guests" he announces. Suddenly the servants behind him start to set plates and bowls onto the table, taking off their lids and allowing the sweet scents escape from it.

"Oh these smell Amazing" Doa says taking in the aroma.

"Mhm" the rest of the girls chorus after her.